| Whatever happened to that?
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| Joey! |
| Yeah
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| Seems like I gotta by the end of the week (so easily sidetracked!)
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| I think it mighta been next week
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| Mighta been next month, shit (Joey!)
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| Look, sometimes I wanna make money
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| But sometimes I ain’t motivated; |
| sometimes I think it’s overrated
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| Sometimes I’m thinkin I wasn’t supposed to make it
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| But what I show is basic, I normally poker-face it (what else?)
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| Sometimes I wanna make music
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| Sometimes I think it’s just useless
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| So y’all don’t hear a lot of new shit
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| Clueless, dependin on what my mood is (ohh!)
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| Sometimes I wanna dress down
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| I mean I wanna let up, but y’all be let down
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| I’m so easily sidetracked
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| I just lost my train of thought, but besides that
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| I wanna stop somebody and keep it real
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| But know that they’ll understand 'fore I tell 'em how I feel
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| I wish I knew how to feel
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| I swore I needed somethin from the store (like what?)
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| Got a call that I just ignored, my day is hectic
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| I’m overwhelmed with thoughts, leave a message
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| This Saturday I, planned on goin shoppin for my kid
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| Wanna smoke, no cig’s, I’m like «Where the fuck’s the store?»
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| Got a migraine, but I forgot that I was sick
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| Cause these jeans don’t seem to lay right over my kicks
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| And this’ll be the last time I buy this brand
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| That I try this brand — oh shit, the bitch called me
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| She seems like the perfect girl to cheat with
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| Sleep with, I bet that she can keep a secret
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| I turned the radio on, and heard a beat sick
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| Know I can kill that shit better than he did
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| Sometimes I could be so analytical (why?!)
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| With no audience, so who am I a critic to? |
| (nobody)
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| I’m so easily sidetracked
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| I just lost my train of thought, but besides that
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| I spent years tryin to figure out why is that
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| Beat of my drum thrown off by a hi-hat (ohh!)
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| I should hit the club, get a outfit
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| But fuck that, the lifestyle ain’t about shit
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| That no longer gets me up, it don’t arouse shit (why?)
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| See I’m on my OnDemand in the house shit
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| I’ve lost so many relationships
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| (Tell me) Is it, just because I don’t relate to shit?
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| Me I (me I) I hate ignorance so much
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| I’m prayin for niggas that didn’t grow much
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| Maybe our whole generation was raised wrong
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| I’m only responsible for me, I gotta stay strong
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| I’m so easily sidetracked
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| I just lost my train of thought, but besides that
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| I spent years tryin to figure out why is that
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| … Why? |
| But besides that
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| Uh uhh, I’m so easily sidetracked!
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| Uhh, goin on nigga, I spent years tryin to figure out why is that
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| Why? |
| I mean, I’m so easily sidetracked
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| Fuck is goin on?
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| Yo, cig’s still unlit, lookin a pic of a man cross-eyed
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| On my way to kill the nigga 'til the thought died (uhh)
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| Or it’s a lie, I’m just hogtied
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| Got frog eyes, cause chick with a phatty walked by
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| Nice complexion, nice tan
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| And so behind her I ran 'til I seen her desination was a man
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| (So) In the street I stand, with my heat in hand
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| For what reason, I don’t remember beefin
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| Note to self on my hand, «Get even!»
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| But I don’t remember needin re-venge
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| Now anybody comin toward me I’m reachin
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| Leg bleedin — (so) fuck it
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| I’ll retrace my steps followin the path of my blood leakin
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| Led me to Juan’s house which I visit every weekend
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| To my knowledge, me and him wasn’t speakin |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sidetracked , by - Joe Budden. Song from the album Halfway House, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп